Shoveling Poop: The Joy of Mindless Tasks

This summer, I’ve been learning a lot about slowing down my life and being okay with not having to “do something” every moment of my life (says the woman blogging while waiting for her horses to eat).

We like to chew.

One thing I’ve been appreciating is tasks that are repetitive and require just enough attention that you can’t dwell on things, but little enough attention that you can “zone out” and bring your focus to the present. Shoveling horse poop is a great example.

Poop free but dusty pens.

I really enjoy shoveling the poop and taking it out of the pens, though it’s one of those tasks like laundry and vacuuming; you’ll have to do it again soon.

Darn you, Dusty.

It just feels good to have a routine. I feel like such a little ranch person going out every morning to care for the chickens and going out every evening to get eggs. And every day feeding horses. And getting the mail. Just having a rhythm to life.

That’s enough for today. Thanks for being there!